One could hear a lot of laughter over the music that played in the castle hall.
As per Peter's wish, the king decided to have a small feast. And in short, it meant dancing, about thirty people and lots, lots and lots of food.
At the King's table sat Chelsea and Peter as honored guests.
The king ate and laughed with his closest men.
Since they were seated across from each other, Chelsea tried to make eye contact with Peter throughout lunch but to no avail.
It was obvious that Peter was purposely ignoring her.
Somehow, she craved some sort of contact with him and somehow managed to convince herself that it was only because they were in a strange land and had but each other.
'You did the right thing,' Lisa told her. 'You have responsibilities as an Alpha and that means putting yourse
